My Love Routine is Too Anti-personal

There was Kuramochi Sakura's unscrupulous laughter, and intermittent words interspersed with the laughter: "Yuko...so stupid...to be so afraid of holding ghosts...that I scared myself Twice...I'm dying laughing."

Looking at the little bird Yuyuko who was embraced by the small group, the other party looked at him calmly, there was no trace of fear in the eyes that were as bright as stars in the darkness.

Blocking the way out by himself, Shiraishi Zexiu stepped aside, turned off the switch on his chest, and said in a normal voice:

"You can go, Hashimoto-san, I know you know our arrangement, so I changed my position."

After the girls heard Bai Shi Zexiu's original voice, they gradually calmed down.

"Mr. Baishi is still smart."

When leaving, Hashimoto Nana said with emotion.

No, there is a smarter one beside you.

--

"Xiao Niaoyou, did you pretend just now?" Entering a new round of waiting, Shiraishi Zexiu sat on the ground and asked with his mobile phone.

"Yes."

"Sure enough, how did you find me?"

"Height, with such a tall person, you are definitely the only one in our class." Xiaotori Yuyuko replied as a matter of course.

It seems that it is indeed the case, a mistake.

"Xiaotiaoyou, you are so stupid!" Kuramochi Sakura suddenly said in the microphone next to her ear.

"I can't help it. I was too scared at the time. Don't say it. I'm so embarrassed."

"Hey, it seems that Yuko, you are not much more courageous than me, give me a hug."

It seems that Yuyuko Kotori walked to the control room.

--

Another new group of students was carefully bypassing the broken limbs on the ground and walking towards the exit.

Shiraishi Zexiu just stopped when he was about to go out, he looked at the first person today who needed him to look up or even look up to see the whole, and the broad and powerful back, it seems that there is only Oki Taiyi in this school.

The back of Shimizu Miko who is close to him also looks very broad, and Shiraishi Zexiu's attention is on Soga Kirren next to Shimizu Miko.

Even if it's just the back view, there is a cool aura of keeping strangers away.

It was hard to relate such a young girl to herself when she was alone with her.

Thinking about it this way, it seems quite something to be proud of?

Remembering the lesson from last time, Shiraishi Zexiu squatted down slightly, making her height tend to be normal.

The other two didn't dare to scare them. Bai Shizexiu was afraid that when the pair were frightened, he would throw a punch casually and end his sinful life early.

Pressing the button, Shiraishi Zexiu gradually approached, and slowly put his hand on Suwo Wulian's shoulder.

"Baishi?" Before the girl had turned her head completely, a cold and joyful voice came.

Oki Taichi and Shimizu Miko also turned their heads to see.

The three of them looked at Bai Shi Zexiu, whose face was full of scarlet, without any trace of fear on their faces.

"Good afternoon, Shiraishi."

"Good afternoon, Shiraishi-san."

"......"

The act of squatting down seemed so unnecessary at this moment, Shiraishi Zexiu stood up resentfully, and waved his hand as a greeting.

"good afternoon."

"Your costume is nice, quite scary." Taichi Oki commented.

"Thank you, Minister Oki, but I'm not happy at all." Shiraishi Zexiu cast his eyes on Su Wo Wulian, "President, how did you find out my existence before turning around?"

"Because I haven't met you before. And next to Meizi, you should be the only one in school who dares to touch me directly."

The reason is very simple and rude, but it seems to make sense.

The ghost collapsed on the spongy floor.

"What's the matter, Baishi?" Su Wo Wulian retracted her skirt, squatted beside him, and asked.

"It's nothing, I want to be quiet."

"Should I be scared?"

"No, how could it be." Bai Shi Zexiu waved his hands weakly, "You have cleared the level, congratulations."

--

The school bell rang in the afternoon, the afterglow of the setting sun was hanging in the sky, and the temperature dropped.

Zexiu Baishi returned to the control room, took off his clothes and threw them into the clothes basket next to him, and said helplessly:

"Kuramochi-san, in this world, you seem to be the only one who can be scared."

"Stop slandering people, Mr. Baishi, Yuko is more likely to be scared than me!"

"Ah, yes yes yes..."

It's hard to be a ghost.

===The Stolen Home at the End of Chapter [-] of the Cultural Festival===

[Thanks to 0 Yin Ming 0 for the reward of 5000 points, I owe two thousand]

"Student Shiraishi, here." The girl under the ginkgo tree waved her slender arms to Zexiu Shiraishi.

The morning breeze crossed the mountains, seas, tall buildings, and crowds, just to blow the ginkgo leaves onto the girl's shoulders.

The sun has risen, and the warm and warm autumn sun is distributed fairly to everyone, but in Shiraishi Zexiu's eyes, it seems that the sun has risen to illuminate the Suwo Wulian at this time.

Concentrate the most beautiful, brightest and warmest light among the countless beams under that tree, or in other words, concentrate all on the beautiful figure of Suwo Wulian.

Today, October 22, Friday, is the last day of the cultural festival.

"Good morning, President, don't you have work today?" Shiraishi Zexiu brushed the fallen leaves from the girl's shoulders.

Chiyo is still sleeping at home at this point, she said yesterday that she would come later.

"Only when the list of all award-winning activities is announced at the closing ceremony in the afternoon, I have to go with Miko and the others to take care of the order. Other than that, there is nothing else."

Su Wo Wulian stood obediently, and said in a voice as gentle as spring rain dripping down a brook.

"Winning, what are the selection criteria?"

"By the way, Baishi, you don't watch the class." Su Wulian nodded and explained patiently:

"Until the closing ceremony begins, you can click on the link in each class group. There are many awards in it. For each award, you can choose the appropriate activity for you."

While Su Wo Wulian explained, Shiraishi Zexiu took out his mobile phone to check, and it was indeed the case.

"President, what kind of activity is your class? One person can nominate up to five for each award. I will vote for one of you?"

"No need, our class is just a boring circle, and we don't pursue this."

"Okay." Shiraishi Zexiu nodded, after each option

No need to choose, you can have all of them, which is really great.

Chenfeng still rushed here not far away, and when Baishi Zexiu finished casting all the votes, the bodies of the two were covered with ginkgo leaves.

"Squat down a little bit, Shiraishi." The girl stood on tiptoe and patted the fallen leaves off Shiraishi Zexiu's shoulders, but her head was a little helpless.

"Understood." Shiraishi Zexiu bent down, waiting for Suwo Wulian to pick off every leaf.

Another ginkgo leaf swayed from side to side like a musical note. Shiraishi Zexiu aimed at it, and when it fell to his side, it made a crisp sound.

The middle finger successfully broke it.

Shiraishi Zexiu felt the fun and began to aim at the ginkgo leaves falling from the sky.

Su Wulian retreated to the side, leaving enough space for Shiraishi Zexiu. After thinking for a while, he pushed the ginkgo tree, but unfortunately the trunk didn't move at all, so he didn't give himself face.

"President, I have become stronger! I was in a teacup before, and my hit rate was very low." Noticing that Su Wulian was standing next to him, Shiraishi Zexiu's actions became even more unscrupulous.

"Shiraishi, amazing."

On the main road, the passing men and women looked at Bai Shi Zexiu's slightly strange movements. The girls didn't care what he was doing at all, and simply admired the different charm he showed when he changed his movements.

The boys sighed childishly—although most of them also wanted to play in their hearts.

"Twenty." When the No.20 ginkgo leaf changed its track due to Shiraishi Zexiu's knocking, Shiraishi Zexiu finally stopped, walked under the trunk, and asked:

"I'm tired of playing, President, what kind of activities are we going to play? I haven't played much in the past two days, so you can be interested in anything."

"Well, sit, is it okay?" After pondering for a second, Su Wo looked at Bai Shi Zexiu with Wulian's moving eyes. The stars that disappeared during the day in autumn turned out to be hidden here.

"Sit, what activity?"

"Just sit here until my classmate comes, is that okay?" Su Wo Wulian expressed her expectation.

"Rest at the beginning? Of course, I like rest the most."

After being stunned for half a second, Shiraishi Zexiu nodded. The bench was very close to where the two people were standing. He stepped forward, swept off the fallen leaves on it, then took out a tissue from his pocket, and wiped out the positions of the two people. .

The benches were still freshly painted over the summer, but two months later they were showing some chipping.

"Baishi, you are very delicate, and you carry a tissue with you." Just as she was about to pull out her tissue, Su Wo Wulian came over and sat beside her, and said.

"It has nothing to do with delicateness, it's purely for convenience." For the convenience of not asking girls to borrow tissues, Shiraishi Zexiu always has a pack of paper in his desk.

--

When Chiyo arrived, he was a little amazed by the scene of two people sitting and talking, but only a little bit. If the person next to him was replaced by himself, there would be many people who would be amazed by this scene.

It's not pride, it's just enough self-knowledge.

Seeing that Shiraishi Zexiu in the distance had spotted him and was waving towards him, Chiyo quickened his pace a little.

"Good morning, Baby Dog, Sue Wo."

"In a little while, I'll be ready at noon, baby fox," Shiraishi Zexiu stood up when he saw Chiyo coming, and stretched his waist - he needed to move after sitting for a long time.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, where to go next, you can just think about it, don't care about my feelings."

"Go to the clothing club and see Shiraishawa Hideo in women's clothing." Chiyo Iniriya looked at Kirian Soga and asked in a declarative tone.